City Of Gainesville Lyrics

Less Than Jake City Of Gainesville

We have our master plan,
Bottled and canned
Living in the 352
Steps on and two,
Walk home drunk, wake up confused
With a stranger next to you.
The copied costumes and conversations
They seem to be constantly making this
Into a strip mall kind of town.
I use my credit card to buy alcohol,
Student loan spent at the mall,
And i may be going broke,
But im never broken down.

We have our history
Just you and me
But our future gets talked away
Steps 3 and 4,
Staying drunk and sit on this porch,
Planning out how to escape
We're two truck stops off the interstate,
The promised land with a twist of fate,
We're in a town for all the lost and found.
So sleep tight in your smokey room,
Still buzzed from this afternoon,
I ma be going broke,
But im never broken down.